Joy Rider Abandons Car!
Hmm. Yesterday afternoon, the cops called me to let me know my stolen Acura was located behind a building about a block from my house.
I trotted down the block to meet the patrolman at my car.
It was in exactly the same condition as when they stole it, except it was really dusty and dirty. A few items were missing, like my umbrellas, RX sunglasses and a portable CD player. All the factory installed extras were intact.
The passenger seat was loaded with leaves and junk, like a stack of crappy, heavy metal CDs, some wraparound sunglasses, about two cups of broken auto glass and a hand towel.
The thief also managed to swipe my valet key, the little bastard.
The detective who fingerprinted the car said the glass and towel indicated my car was likely used as a getaway car for some smash & grab activities.
Unlike Court TV detectives, the detective was unable to retrieve even one usable print.
I suppose I could go to the Acura dealer and get my locks re-keyed, but I can only imagine how they'd gouge me for that.
Instead, I plan to have a kill switch installed on my electronic fuel line, so if the crook returns, he'll run out of gas about 10 feet from my driveway. Then I can run out and beat him with a tennis racquet or a rolling pin.
I wish I could credit the San Antonio Police Department for their diligence in retrieving my car, but I can't. All I can give them is that two out of the three cops I dealt with were friendly and funny. The cop I met at my car yesterday was robotic and emotionless.
A civilian called-in the suspicious car, and the cops just meandered over to check on it.
Basically, the police acted as a low tech bulletin board and waited for civilians to do their footwork for them.
But... my car is back and I plan to take it in for a good scrub and a thorough vacuuming this morning.
I'm hoping the felonious cooties will evaporate in time.